[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Me and Kali Baby sitting on the plane
Sippin' on the gang of liquor with the kicker, talkin', shittin' on the game (You know it)
Stewardess kept coming to top it, stop it
Fewer sips, I am trying to not get nauseous
But they gon' wanna cop this
When we drop this, we gonna call it Sprocket
[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko & Crystal Watson]
I get several cups and add ice
Really twists me up
Vodka, Moscato, then add Sprite
Bout to be bubbling up
Sprocket, had me on one last night
Really lit me up
My guess, we got drunk and had fights
Bout to be bubbling up
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
For fun's sake, try some of these on your lunch break
Thеn go back inside of your job and have a numb face
Full of gum and don't tеll no one 'bout the sprung taste
Of a S-P-R-O, followed up by the C-K-E-T
And she walking with hefty cargo, thinking later we'll T-A-P-E
Rated X, not the PG, faded, yes when you see me
May the best lay to rest, they regret when my D free
When I'm lit it's not gon' fit in, inches big and benchin' on the pee-wee
When I'm up on Spo-rocket, colossus
When you ladies get undercover, you're topless
I can turn your party into a no-bra-fest
What we wanna call it, my nigga? That's progress
I'ma sell you the true when making drinks (Racks)
That is a document sent as data by telecommunication links (Fax)
I yell immunization stinks (Whack)
Dispel a human race and jinx (Blacks)
But this is for everybody, heavy parties cross terrains
Around the world it is love caught for Strange
Even though this old saying has lost the fame
I'ma have to say this Sprocket is off the chain
Me and Kali Baby sitting on the plane
Sippin' on the gang of liquor with the kicker, talkin', shittin' on the game (You know it)
Stewardess kept coming to top it, stop it
Fewer sips, I am trying to not get nauseous
But they gon' wanna cop this
When we drop this, we gonna call it Sprocket
[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko & Crystal Watson]
I get several cups and add ice
Really twists me up
Vodka, Moscato, then add Sprite
Bout to be bubbling up
Sprocket, had me on one last night
Really lit me up
My guess, we got drunk and had fights
Bout to be bubbling up
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
For fun's sake, try some of these on your lunch break
Thеn go back inside of your job and have a numb face
Full of gum and don't tеll no one 'bout the sprung taste
Of a S-P-R-O, followed up by the C-K-E-T
And she walking with hefty cargo, thinking later we'll T-A-P-E
Rated X, not the PG, faded, yes when you see me
May the best lay to rest, they regret when my D free
When I'm lit it's not gon' fit in, inches big and benchin' on the pee-wee
When I'm up on Spo-rocket, colossus
When you ladies get undercover, you're topless
I can turn your party into a no-bra-fest
What we wanna call it, my nigga? That's progress
I'ma sell you the true when making drinks (Racks)
That is a document sent as data by telecommunication links (Fax)
I yell immunization stinks (Whack)
Dispel a human race and jinx (Blacks)
But this is for everybody, heavy parties cross terrains
Around the world it is love caught for Strange
Even though this old saying has lost the fame
I'ma have to say this Sprocket is off the chain
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